Ride across the endless woods Whispers from the fallen leaves? Moonlight falling through the boughs The castle sounds revealing As we shiver and we shake
Run for your lives, run from the cries Out of the dark of the damned woods Robin Hood is after you and He's not in a joking mood, no
Caught and made in hundreds They say there's merry men and wine He dreams of what he does all day Never shaves to show his face He does all day in shooting, ducking
Liberty, equality, a little love Go in from jealousy, a pinch of mead for fate Run for your lives, run from the cries Out of the dark of the damned woods Robin Hood is after you and He's not in a joking mood, no
Robin Hood, king of thieves Hero of outlaws, son of a father Bewareth! He may be after you!
The legends... down the rail/road While the truth has... the boots
You will never see his face Fire and dark one more stab in the back What a day to kill his grace
The legends... down the road/rail While the truth has it's boots
Run for your lives, run from the cries Out of the dark of the damned woods Robin Hood is after you and He's not in a joking mood, no
And Robin Hood can't find no one Who would caress his Little John